Grandpa's Obsession

"Have you eaten at your mother-in-law's place?"

Yinzhen pretended to ask casually, and his subordinates were arranging the papers and pens that had been messed up by his temper just now.

"Nope," Yinhu smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I don't think I'll come here before telling the fourth brother a story, but the four are afraid that I'll eat too much from you?"

Yinzhen was not embarrassed to hear his joking words. After all, he was only less than six years old. Although he was smart and precocious, how could he be the opponent of Yinhu, a 300-year-old ghost? He really thought that the eighth brother was thinking of himself .

Touching Yinhu's hand again, she spoke slowly, but still had a serious face on her face: "Then you don't have to go back, just eat with me."

The rest refused to say more.

He has never had dinner with any brother in private, and it is already the limit to be able to take the initiative to invite him. If Yinhu refuses this child, he will really feel embarrassed and say that he may never have any contact with him again.

It's also fortunate that Yinhu is not a child, otherwise he would have been scared by his serious appearance: "Okay, is there anything delicious here, brother four? I'm really hungry."

Yinzhen reluctantly asked the little eunuch to take out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he had brought back, and Yinhu's eyes lit up. From his previous life, his favorite was sweet-scented osmanthus cake. At the beginning, it was only during the New Year's holidays because the conditions did not allow it. Taste it, and when I grow up, I will be nostalgic for the yearning when I was young. It's not that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake tastes so good.

"Fourth brother, is it for me?" Yinhu stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with sparkling eyes, almost drooling, God knows he hasn't tasted this taste for 300 years.

Seeing the greedy look in his eyes, Xu Zhen couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, he really is a child, he likes this kind of sweet things, sweet and greasy, I really don't understand why the eighth brother likes this?

"Well, Tong Erniang asked me to bring it to you. Tong Erniang asked you to go to Jingren Palace with me if you are free."

After Yinhu heard this, she turned her head and looked at Yinzhen, her eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish. Concubine Tong Guifei didn't know what she meant, did she want to give Yinzhen a boost, or did she simply want to find a companion for Yinzhen so that he would not be so so alone?After thinking about it, I didn't know Concubine Tong Guifei in my previous life, and she died young, so Yinzhen's situation doesn't look like he's being treated lightly, why think so much?

The consequence of watching too much in 300 years is that he no longer trusts anyone. Even if Yinzhen is just a child who is still enlightened, he is just because he has the idea of ​​leaning on a big tree to enjoy the shade for his own benefit.Is there no one around him who is willing to treat him sincerely except the thirteen and the fourth?

Thinking of this, she can't help but cast aside for herself, but she feels a little guilty for being close to Yinzhen, and she can't help being a little more sincere in her heart for being close to Yinzhen.

There were so many thoughts in his mind, but it was only for a moment. The dark and unspeakable eyes made Yinzhen almost think it was his own illusion. Thinking of the other party's similar life experience as his own, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and felt a little sympathetic. It means that the bottom of my heart is a little closer to Yinhu.

"Is that the pretty lady who often sits beside Huang Ama?"

"En." Yinzhen didn't want to say more, but just took away the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of him, causing Yinhu to pout, and lunch came.

Kangxi was relatively frugal. After a simple lunch, Yinhu began to pester Yinzhen to tell him stories.

At first, Yinzhen just wanted someone to talk to and play with him, but unexpectedly, the eighth younger brother took it seriously and refused to let him take a lunch break unless he told a story. He looked at Yinzhen who was wrapped around him like a snake Very helpless.

"Okay, go to bed after the story is finished!" As a reserve soldier for the emperor, Yinzhen has developed very good living habits since he was a child.

Yinhu happily pulled Yinzhen and the two of them to lie on the bed together, the cunning in his eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what, Yinzhen could only pretend not to see it when he saw it, he didn't care about a three-year-old child who didn't know how to hide his mind Really helpless, Yinzhen couldn't help rubbing his temples, feeling very headache.

"Let me tell you, this story is very interesting, you must listen patiently and seriously, if you don't listen carefully, I will cry for you, so that people think you are bullying me!"

Yinhu propped up his body and stared at Yinzhen's very serious warning, his big Danfeng eyes did not blink, Yinzhen nodded.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk and a young monk in the temple." After a pause on purpose, Yin Zhen was listening seriously, with a serious expression that made Ba Ye want to scratch his paw, Pressing his hand that was about to move, "One day, the young monk asked the old monk to tell a story,"

Pausing again, Yinzhen's face didn't change at all, I don't believe you can hold it back, "The old monk said, 'Once upon a time there was a palace, and there was a fourth prince and an eighth prince in the palace,'"

Hearing this, Yinzhen's little face couldn't hold back any longer, and there was a tendency to crack, Yinhu laughed wildly in his heart, but his mouth was still serious: "One day, the Eighth Prince said that I will tell you a story, 'Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain...'"

When Yinzhen heard "Once upon a time there was a mountain" again, Yinzhen's little face finally cracked completely, he looked at Yinhu with a stiff expression, Yinhu looked back at him with a smile, and after a long time: "Then the fourth and eighth princes? And then the old monk and the young monk?" Yinzhen's voice trembled a little, and it could be seen that he had endured it for a long time.

"Yeah, fourth brother, you are really smart, how do you know?" Yinhu looked at Yinzhen adoringly, Yinzhen was so mad that he was going to die, but he couldn't say anything to a cute little face.

He could only turn his head stiffly, not looking at that pitiful, innocent and innocent face.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, is this story fun? You can still tell it all the time. Let me continue to tell you, fourth brother."

Yinhu was trembling with excitement, he had never seen Yinzhen so cute, that tender bun face matched with that distorted smiling face who didn't know whether it was laughing, crying or sad, it was like taking a bite.

"No need, go to sleep!" Yinzhen gritted his teeth and bared out five words between his teeth, grabbed Yinhu's small neck with his left hand and pressed it hard, and Yinhu involuntarily fell into his arms.

He pressed his head firmly into his arms, ignoring his desperate struggle, just not wanting him to see his blushing face.

It was the first time for him to be played like this when he grew up so big, and he was a child who was only three years old and two years younger than himself.

His face is gone.

Yinhu was so annoyed, he never thought that the fourth child was so careless, he wanted to suffocate himself to get revenge, right?huh huh huh?

Why is this small-minded person so fond of holding grudges?

The three-year-old's small body couldn't stand the toss, and was trapped in Yinzhen's arms and struggled for a while before he became sleepy. After finding a comfortable position, he soon fell into a dark sleep.

When Yinhu fell asleep, Yinzhen opened his eyes and saw the child sleeping with his little head buried in his nest, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

No one played with him, no one acted like a baby with him, and no one would make him happy.

The novel experience made him feel as if he was in a dream. The child next to him suddenly opened his mouth in his sleep. He didn't know what he dreamed of, and a silly smile appeared on his face.

Stretching out his fingers to poke the smirking face, the child unconsciously arched his head into his arms again.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, he finally couldn't help yawning, his arms holding the child tightly, his chin resting on top of the child's head, and he fell asleep drowsily.

An Lu came in on tiptoe, saw the two little masters sleeping soundly, pressed the quilt for them well, and went out lightly.

Fourth master has never had a playmate, and sometimes he feels sorry for fourth master when he looks lonely, but he is just a slave.

Fortunately, it seems that fourth master is not afraid of eighth master's tense face at all, I only hope that fourth master can smile more in the future, he is only five years old.